\r\n          Ron speeds away, down The Residential Streets. He looks down\r\n          at his Body. No wounds. He slows his breathing. Too Close for\r\n          COMFORT.\r\n                         \r\n          INT. SERGEANT TRAPP\'S OFFICE - CSPD - DAY\r\n                         \r\n          Sgt. Trapp flips through The Report. Ron and Flip watch.\r\n                                   SGT. TRAPP\r\n                       Lie Detector? Shots Fired? A Goddamn\r\n                       ClusterFuck!!! You Dickheads are\r\n                       putting me in a